Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: OSCAR HUMMEL, by EDGAR LEE MASTERS Poet's Biography First Line: I staggered on through darkness Last Line: Till I dropped down dead at his feet. Subject(s): Alcoholism & Alcoholics; Drunkards; Alcohol Abuse | ||||||||
I STAGGERED on through darkness, There was a hazy sky, a few stars Which I followed as best I could. It was nine o'clock, I was trying to get home. But somehow I was lost, Though really keeping the road. Then I reeled through a gate and into a yard, And called at the top of my voice: "Oh, Fiddler! Oh, Mr. Jones!" (I thought it was his house and he would show me the way home.) But who should step out but A. D. Blood, In his night shirt, waving a stick of wood, And roaring about the cursed saloons, And the criminals they made? "You drunken Oscar Hummel," he said, As I stood there weaving to and fro, Taking the blows from the stick in his hand Till I dropped down dead at his feet. | Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...THE CELLAR by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR NO NONSENSE by CHARLES BUKOWSKI THE REPLACEMENTS by CHARLES BUKOWSKI BELLEVUE EXCHANGE by NORMAN DUBIE EVEN NOW YOU ARE LEAVING by TESS GALLAGHER SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ALEXANDER THROCKMORTON by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |
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